After a torturous ten minute 144 bus journey full of sickly travellers I found myself in Edmonton Angel.
Do you like your directional options in life??
As opposed to dumb water? Thieves, seriously stop otherwise you'll be drenched with intelligence...
Where do you belong?
Dimples in her sexy new ride...
Fox's Jam Creams... Nice stomach liner if you were wondering... Mmmmm, Jam Creams...
Enter the skankin' McCavalry and Mad H.K.
Red caps off result in concoctions of an unknown vodka named Glen and your favourite chaser as modeled gleefully by Tigga.
As does Shadow Bwoy!
Once we realised it was progressively getting wet and not everyone would be fitting inside the car we decided to make moves to Dimples' domicile. Tigga and H.K took the bus as the rest of us rode in style... Smart move. Smart Water? Maybe...
Dimps is keepin' it oh so real with the major kitchen appliances in the living room by the TV.
Standard Cotchment.
Essential for ANY mission!
Essential for ANY mission!
Da man dem... L-R: Mad H.K, Tigga, Shadow Bwoy & Gremlin
It was well past Dimp's bedtime so in the early hours of the morning we said goodnight to our wonderful hostess and made moves again...
After the posse separated, I was left to walk the longest journey of all and I stumbled across the Garden Of Peace. Not as pleasant as it sounds Im affraid.
The last mile. I love this alley way. This is the path of peace, much better than the garden.
So here ends the night of the Black Mission. In conclusion, it was a substantial night. Constant jokes, constant intoxication(coincidence or result?). Can't ask for much more, especially as we all had nothing to do in the first place. Props to the providers, drivers and hosts(Dim-Sum).
Last shot of the night was again on the Path of Peace with me looking at the misty stars and testing my timer.
Peace.
1 comment:
Those Jam Creams are a pretty rare entity - I'm more partial to a jammy dodger or a bourbon.
Quality post, mate.. The in-car-rave is a big look for '08!
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